The hand holding the clothes dropped weakly, and the heater made a crisp sound when it touched the ground. Along with Zangetsu, which had always been habitually hidden in his chest, it slowly slipped down and fell silently into the layers of cloth.
The clanking sound from the heater made several people look a little flustered. They casually put a cloth bag on Hua Xuanji's head and quickly climbed over the wall.
The woman dressed as a maid now put on her usual black clothes, her little face was covered tightly, only a pair of clear eyes were exposed. Standing on the hillside of Gaogang, she narrowed her eyes slightly, clasped her hands behind her back, waiting for the flowers.
The arrival of Xuanji.
Ji Yan frowned and quietly took a step forward. His voice was more worried than usual, and his eyes looking at the woman were a little more tender.
"Is this okay? After all, she is also yours..."
"When did you become such a mother-in-law?" The woman in black decisively interrupted his words, but did not turn around, maintaining her previous actions, and continued: "No matter who she is, I know my fate.
It was the Lord who saved her, so I will never let anyone who makes the Lord sad live."
"You have changed." Ji Yan's voice was very hoarse, as if it had been rolled over on sand. "She almost lost her life because of you."
"But the Lord almost lost his life for her." The woman in black suddenly turned around, her black and white eyes tightly twisted into Ji Yan's indifferent eyes, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised: "You said such nice things for her, could it be that
You also have feelings for her."
"I didn't." Ji Yan answered very simply, but before he could finish his words, the woman in black had already brushed his shoulder, turned around and entered the dilapidated and tired hut behind her.
The faint fragrance of her body spread into Ji Yan's nose. Ji Yan closed his eyes indifferently and said nothing.
The woman in black's eyes were flustered for a moment, but she regained her composure in an instant. She lowered her head and whispered to herself:
"Don't forget, who gave you this life." He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and patted the wall of the hut until a few stones slid down the wall, then he took back his hand and took out the handkerchief to rub it against the wall.
Come on.
Suddenly there was the sound of messy footsteps behind her. The woman turned around, gave the leading man a piece of silver, bent her head and whispered a few words in his ear.
The strong light of noon poured into the house one after another. Men's and women's clothes were scattered casually on the ground, and the light pink curtains were floating back and forth. The freshness after the rain could not conceal the sluggish atmosphere of love in the room.
"Hmm." The dazzling sunlight made Yehua a little uncomfortable. He shook his head, which was still awake, and stretched out his hand to block the light above his head. However, he accidentally touched the soft skin, and his head was startled.
Thinking of the gentle voice in his ears last night, and the somewhat dazed figure. Yehua felt happy, and inadvertently completed an arc at the corner of his eyes, and opened the quilt with anticipation. However, in the next second, the corner of his eyes
All the smiles froze and became cold as before.
"Why is it you?"
"My lord, is there anyone else?" Wanyao smiled angrily and hit Yehua's chest with her pink fist, but it was soft and boneless, without any strength.
He rubbed his still aching head and looked down at the red marks on the woman next to him.
Drunk, really drunk. Drunk, I don’t even know who the person under me is.
Looking sideways out of the window, it seemed that the rain had stopped. However, the air after the rain was moist and cold. Yehua was already afraid of the cold and could not help but tremble slightly.
"My lord, are you cold?" Wanyao picked up the clothes on the side and prepared to dress Yehua, but was stopped by Yehua with a backhand.
"I will do it myself." He quickly put on his clothes, and Yehua's handsome figure couldn't help but frown deeply, thinking of Hua Xuanji's thin clothes yesterday, and also thinking of the heater and clothes that he finally asked Xiaojiu to put down.
I don't know if she noticed it.
"Your Majesty, won't you stay for dinner?" Wanyao's soft voice came from behind Yehua again, but it aroused even more resentment in Yehua.
"You can eat it yourself." After saying that, he didn't linger much and left quickly.
Still, it was better to take a look to see if she was dressed properly. Thinking of her stubborn look in the past, Ye Hua shook his head slightly, but he didn't know that the eyebrows and eyes on his face at this time were filled with incomparable tenderness.
Tightly wringing the quilt under her body, looking at the direction Ye Hua was leaving, Wanyao's eyes narrowed to a slit, but she was filled with anger.
No, I am afraid that one day I will be stepped on by Hua Xuanji if I look like this. He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
It seems that it is time to do something.
The air after the rain is especially fresh. Every time you take a step, you can smell the fragrant earthy smell in the air, which smells particularly refreshing.
However, such a comfortable atmosphere could not stop Yehua's pace.
His cool eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the messy clothes with footprints piled at the door and the broken heater, Yehua couldn't help but evoke a sarcastic smile.
It's a shame that I still think about her.
Angrily, he stretched out his foot and kicked the pile of clothes away. However, there was only a clanking sound. A flashing blue object suddenly slipped out of the clothes.
The steps he was about to take suddenly stopped, he turned his head slightly and looked at the blue object, feeling uneasy in his heart.
The first time he pushed open the closed door, his voice was a bit anxious:
"Hua Xuanji."
However, all that was obtained was the echo produced by an empty room.
He leaned over and picked up the dagger that shone with dazzling light. He rubbed it repeatedly in his hand and raised his head slightly. His bright red robe was fluttering back and forth in the breeze, and his whole body suddenly exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
Even the little bird that was just curious about the light of the dagger was so frightened that it quickly flew in the opposite direction.
Liang Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his jaw curved into a nice curve. It seemed that it was time to go to Zhanyue Palace.